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We watched “Encounters at the End of the World” yesterday. That Werner Herzog, man. He’s something else.
He makes the world a richer place. He’s a real student of horror. He looks for it, finds it, everywhere. But he’s enraptured by it, and he makes us feel it. I love the guy.
In this film, he goes down to Antarctica and points his camera into the faces of the strange creatures there- the bus driver, the linguist/gardener, the philosopher/bulldozer operator, the Mayan king/journeyman plumber, the escape artist/small engine repairman, on and on.
The prosaic ugliness of the last outpost.
And the ice. The strange world under it. 
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Antarctica self-selects for weirdos. 
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The other day I made a thai hot and sour seafood soup that was very good. Last night I roasted a bunch of baby broccoli, sweet peppers, and onions and then coated them with garlic and butter and tossed them in with some farfalle pasta. It was good.
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After two weeks of being sick, I think I’m better today.
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Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
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